On receiving an invitation to contribute to 'Poetry Jam' I had a shufti at the prompt and remembered something I'd written a while ago. My, how time marches on!!
It’s my birthday today - I’m fifty-eight,
Never thought it would happen to me!
I think of the years that have passed me by
And the things that I thought I’d create –
A sparkling career, a large group of friends,
Or maybe a very few good ones,
But lo and behold! I’m just getting old
And my friendships are make-do and mends!
My career was in schools – not at all cool,
My children took all my life over,
My husband away for most of the day,
And often abroad in the work pool!
I cannot complain, I’m reasonably sane,
I love all my family dearly,
My best friend’s my husband, my children come next,
And the grandchildren follow in train.
Learn from the past and live in the present,
Look to the future with pleasure,
Can’t look back and sigh, I’ve always been shy,
And it’s my fault I’m not always pleasant!
I’ve enemies few and friends even fewer,
But I’m happy with my little lot,
I’m not feeling blue – no really, it’s true,
I’m contented with all that I’ve got!